The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!

Chapter 221: 203, Youth is Short

Chapter 221: Chapter 203, Youth is Short

Daohua was not slow and was quite agile, but Xiao Yeyang was a man who usually practiced martial arts. If he were serious, Daohua definitely couldn’t catch up with him.

However, every once in a while, Xiao Yeyang would stop to taunt Daohua, wait until he had infuriated her, and then take off running again, much to the teeth-gritting frustration of Daohua.

On the spacious riding ground, the two vigorous youths chased each other around merrily, while a group of boys and girls shook flags and shouted encouragement, watching the spectacle with great amusement.

Watching Xiao Yeyang sprinting faster than a rabbit in front of her, Daohua, gasping for breath, tiredly plonked herself down on the grass.

She knew she definitely couldn’t outrun Xiao Yeyang when it came to speed.

If she wanted revenge, she would have to come up with another plan.

Ahead, Xiao Yeyang, not hearing Daohua’s voice, turned around and saw her sitting on the ground, rubbing her foot, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly ran over and anxiously asked, “What happened to you?”

Daohua glared at Xiao Yeyang, “What do you think? I twisted my foot trying to catch you.”

Upon hearing that, Xiao Yeyang immediately squatted down and gently squeezed Daohua’s ankle, asking as he squeezed, “Does it hurt? No, we need to get the Imperial Physician here right away to take a look.”

With all his attention on Daohua’s ankle, Xiao Yeyang didn’t notice that as he squatted down, Daohua had taken a golden object the size of her little finger out of her pouch, twisted it, and a stick of red rouge was revealed.

“Xiao Yeyang, there’s something dirty on your face, let me wipe it off for you.”

Without waiting for Xiao Yeyang to react, Daohua reached out her hand and quickly made a few strokes on his face before she hopped up like a freed rabbit and took off running.

“Hmph, serve you right for mocking me. If I don’t show you what I’m capable of, you might think this lady is easy to bully!”

Xiao Yeyang was startled the moment Daohua’s fingertips touched his cheek. Watching her running away with a laugh, he was at a loss for a moment.

On the other side, Yan Wenxiu and the others had rushed over, thinking Daohua was injured when they saw her sitting and Xiao Yeyang turning back.

But before they reached them, they saw Daohua doodling on Xiao Yeyang’s face with the rouge.

The Little Prince now had a red nose, and the corners of his mouth were also painted red.

If a modern person were there, they would definitely recognize that Daohua had given Xiao Yeyang a crude version of a clown makeup.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang’s appearance, everyone had a hard time restraining their laughter, even considering his status, and they let out quiet snickers, which were louder than when they saw the feather on Daohua’s head before.

Hearing the laughter, Xiao Yeyang finally snapped out of it, his face full of disbelief as he stared at the retreating Daohua.

That rascal dared to deceive him!

Then, Xiao Yeyang wiped his face and seeing his hand stained red, he was no longer composed.

“Yan~Yiyi~!”

Xiao Yeyang roared at the fleeing Daohua and then stood up and chased after her.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang coming after her, Daohua ran even faster.

As the distance between them closed, Daohua started to call for help, “Big brother, third brother, fourth brother, save me!” She paused for a moment, then continued shouting.

“Dong big brother, Zhou big brother, Su big brother, save me!”

“Jingwan, Dong Sister, save me!”

The first to respond was Yan Wenkai. Although he hadn’t been by Xiao Yeyang’s side as long as Dong Yuanxuan and Su Hongxin, his straightforward, cheerful, and carefree personality made Xiao Yeyang like to take him along wherever he went.

Out of all the people around Xiao Yeyang, he alone dared to banter and joke with him.

Seeing Daohua being pursued by Xiao Yeyang and having nowhere to escape, Yan Wenkai rolled up his sleeves and charged over, “Big sister, hang in there, I’m coming to save you!”

Everyone watching his excited appearance was unanimously speechless.

“Dong Sister, come on, let’s go save Daohua. The Little Prince, a grown man, is actually bullying the frail Daohua; it’s so ungentlemanly.” Zhou Jingwan took Dong Yuanyao by the hand and ran towards Daohua.

The pulled Dong Yuanyao rolled her eyes.

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Yan Yiyi fragile?

Did Zhou missy end up growing eyes at all?

Chasing the Little Prince around the entire horse field, is this called fragile?

Daring to smear and scribble on the Little Prince’s face, is this called fragile?

If Yan Yiyi is fragile, then what should those true fragile young ladies who stay in their boudoirs and never set foot outside the inner gates do?

Complaining is complaining, but the person still needs to be saved.

After all, Yan Yiyi is a girl just like her, and it’s not okay for a boy to bully a girl!

On this side, Yan Wenkai dashed up and stood in front of Daohua, like a mother hen protecting her chick Daohua, strenuously blocking the eagle Xiao Yeyang.

Soon, the mother hen team grew with the addition of Zhou Jingwan and Dong Yuanyao.

Not long after, Su Hongxin also joined in.

Xiao Yeyang’s one-sided chase of Daohua instantly turned into a game of eagle catching chicks.

“Xiao Yeyang, come catch me,” Daohua teased. “With so many people helping me, let’s see how you can catch me!”

“Yan Yiyi, don’t be smug,” Xiao Yeyang retorted. “Once I catch you, I’m going to cover your face entirely in rouge.”

“Just afraid you don’t have the skills.”

Laughter and cheerful voices spread across the entire horse field, drifting far and wide.

Watching their playful chasing and frolicking, Dong Yuanxuan, Zhou Chengye, and Yan Wenxiu, although somewhat tempted, held back as they were a few years older and didn’t join in, merely standing by with big smiles on their faces.

Behind the temporary palace, the horse field was built between two vast mountains, and at this moment, in the pavilion halfway up the main peak of Wuhua Mountain, Guo Ruomei was holding a telescope, watching the scene of frolicking and chasing on the horse field.

Seeing her son’s face painted, Guo Ruomei didn’t behave like other women who might find it unsightly or improper, but instead found it extremely comical and funny.

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From the constantly upturned corners of her maid’s mouth, it was evident that her mistress was very happy today.

Indeed, as long as the young master is happy, there’s no reason for the mistress not to be.

After watching for a while, Guo Ruomei put down the telescope and sat back on the stone bench, her mind pondering over the three young ladies at the horse field.

Maid Mei Shuang stepped forward to change the tea and said with a smile, “The young master seems to really enjoy playing with the young ladies from the Dong Family, Zhou Family, and Yan Family.”

Guo Ruomei smiled, took a sip of her tea, and looked at the blooming jasmine in her teacup. Suddenly thoughtful, she asked, “What do you all think about which of these three young ladies is better?”

Maid Mei Xue replied with a smile, “In this humble servant’s opinion, the lady from the Dong Family is somewhat better, with a personality like our mistress, noble and pretty.”

Guo Ruomei said nothing, only turning to look at Mei Shuang.

Mei Shuang said with a smile, “This servant thinks Miss Yan is a bit more of an orchid-hearted lady. Look at this baked tea, even our mistress likes it.”

Guo Ruomei took another sip of water, put down the cup, stood up, and looked down at the horse field below the mountain. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke.

“Miss Dong, of the finest birth, unrestrained and flamboyant, can be seen from her choice of a red horse-riding outfit that her personality is quite fiery.”

“Miss Zhou, cute and naïve, with not a hint of worry on her face, showing that she must be very cherished at home.”

“As for Miss Yan…”

“Dressed in a blue riding outfit and running on the horse field, she’s beautiful and fresh, bright and unostentatiously eye-catching, just like a joyful and free robin.”

“Ah, they’re all just a bunch of young, innocent girls!”

Upon hearing this, Mei Xue and Mei Shuang quickly exchanged glances.

Was their mistress favoring Miss Yan a bit more?

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